|Coyote, roadside hunting, Mesa Verde National Park.|
I thought about this as I was driving back out of Mesa Verde again during the winter "offseason" (for tourists, that is).
|Coyote watching from above for its next meal.|
Being in a National Park, the coyote was only marginally interested in me, or should I say my vehicle. It surely was keeping an eye on me. At least one corner of it, just out of instinct.
I think that it was walking down the shoulder of the road because it gave a better view of the terrain just below. Looking for food. Prey.
Which made me think about weak we humans are, despite our immense intellectual talents. Because that coyote essentially wore its home on its back. Thick warm fur. It knows where to find (to it) delicious, high calorie food. It knows where to curl up in a sheltered place in the fiercest of winter storms. When to sleep, when to go back to hunting for the next meal.
Thus it needs no job. No career. It has one. It is one.
Could you live out there without a whole lot of insulated clothing and supplies that you had paid for somewhere? How "free" are you, after all?
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